Chapter 4627

Hearing Xiao Han's words, Han Zhou was stunned, his expression was dull, as if he lost his soul in an instant.

"Hanzhou has been defeated, why do you say such words to attack his will?" The middle-aged man who followed Hanzhou said coldly.

Xiao Han said: "The ancient emperor orthodoxy regarded him as a treasure in his palm and protected him so well, but what happened? It's just a flower in a greenhouse. Am I wrong?"

The middle-aged man said: "Whether he is a flower in the greenhouse has nothing to do with you. This is a matter of my ancient emperor's orthodoxy."

"That's right, it's me who is busy, but according to the previous agreement, whoever loses will enter the Mausoleum of the Ten Thousand Emperors." Xiao Han said indifferently.

The middle-aged man's face froze. If he entered the Cemetery of the Ten Thousand Emperors, how could he come back alive?

Before, Hanzhou was full of spirits and had great confidence to defeat Xiao Han, so he uttered such cruel words, but now he was defeated, and he really wanted to enter the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Emperors.

"Since it is an agreement, it must be abided by. If your ancient emperor's orthodoxy does not count, it would be too shameless, right?" Wang Ye said.

"Enter the Mausoleum of the Ten Thousand Emperors!" Someone watching the battle shouted.

"Enter the Mausoleum of the Ten Thousand Emperors." Someone echoed.

"Enter the Mausoleum of the Ten Thousand Emperors." People kept echoing.

Even the people who supported Hanzhou before shouted, because Hanzhou made them lose a lot of Xuanjing, which made them bankrupt all of a sudden.

All the martial artists around shouted, and their voices echoed between heaven and earth.

The middle-aged man's complexion was extremely ugly, and Han Zhou's face was ashen. Entering the Mausoleum of the Ten Thousand Emperors was no different from committing suicide.

"Please." Xiao Han said.

Han Zhou clenched his fists, he said it himself, and now he himself must swallow this evil result.

"If I don't die, I will definitely challenge you again. At that time, I will kill you." Han Zhou rushed towards the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Emperors angrily.

"Hanzhou..." The middle-aged man was shocked, watching Hanzhou enter the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Emperors.

Han Zhou's figure got farther and farther away in the Wanhuang Mausoleum, and finally disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Entering the Mausoleum of the Ten Thousand Emperors will undoubtedly lead to death. No one can walk out of the Mausoleum of the Ten Thousand Emperors, not even the emperor, let alone Hanzhou."

"It's a joke that the ancient emperor, the ancient emperor who claimed to be the future emperor, just died like this." Many people sighed and said sarcastic remarks.

Xiao Han looked at the depths of the Mausoleum of the Ten Thousand Emperors, and he didn't know whether Hanzhou could survive, but if it was as terrifying as they described, then Hanzhou would be in danger.

"Let's go." Xiao Han retracted his eyes, and then said lightly.

"Xiao Han, my ancient emperor's orthodoxy has nothing to do with you." The middle-aged man was angry.

Xiao Han said calmly: "I'll wait."

With that said, the group left.

After this battle, Xiao Han already planned to leave Tianzhou and go to other states, so the affairs of Tianzhou have nothing to do with him for the time being. If you want to deal with him, then go to other states to find him.

a month later.

states.

"Have you heard that there is a group of people who call themselves the Sixteen Young Masters of the Barren Mountain who crazily seized the will of the emperor in the ruins of the emperor. Wherever they go, they will never leave a piece of armor."

"Why didn't I hear that seven or eight relics of the emperor have been taken away by them now. If this continues, the imperial will of the relics of the emperor in the state will completely disappear."

"I know the Sixteen Young Masters of the barren mountain. There was a lot of trouble in Tianzhou some time ago. I heard that the Hanzhou of the ancient emperor's orthodoxy was defeated. They entered the Cemetery of the Ten Thousand Emperors angrily. Until now, they don't know if they are alive or dead."

"This group of guys are like locusts. They are really hateful. Some princes in the imperial palace can't stand it. They wanted to teach them a lesson, but they were trampled under their feet after a few hits. It's very miserable."

"The Sixteen Young Masters of the Barren Mountain come from the barren mountain where six ancient emperors once appeared. What are these guys doing when they have nothing to do?"

In the prefecture realm, the reputation of the sixteen young masters of the barren mountain is also gradually spreading, and many people are very dissatisfied with it.

The will of the emperor is also what the kings need most. They try their best to get it, but in the end they are almost taken away by the barren mountain sixteen young masters.

"This Xiao Han is really capable of tossing around. He even clings to a force like Barren Mountain here. It seems that it is not so easy to deal with him." A woman in red stood on the top of the mountain, followed by two More than ten figures.

The girl in red is named Hun Mengji, and she is the jewel in the palm of Hun Wanli, the master of the Tianhun Palace.

"Miss, if you want to kill him, why bother to do it yourself, you can use a knife to kill him." Behind Hun Mengji, a slayer of the soul said.

Hun Mengji raised the corner of her mouth slightly when she heard the words, and said, "That's right, killing someone with a knife, how do you think you can kill someone with a knife?"

"Currently the strongest in Dizhou is the Ling family and the ancient emperor's lineage. The eldest lady can choose to let Shu Guyang of the ancient emperor's lineage try it. As an ancient empress, she should still have some skills." Tianhun Shi Shidao.

"If Shu Guyang loses, then it's not too late for us to make a move." Hun Mengji laughed.

She didn't worry at all that Shu Guyang would not do anything, because she had the ability to make Shu Guyang hate Xiao Han to the bone.

Xiao Han and his party appeared in a relic of the emperor. When the other kings here saw the appearance of sixteen people, they immediately thought of the sixteen young masters in the barren mountain.

Xiao Han used his martial soul to seize the will of the emperor, and the kings in Changchang State were also dumbfounded when they saw the speed of Xiao Han's capture.

Many people have heard of the speed with which the Sixteenth Young Masters of the Barren Mountain seized the will of the Emperor, and seeing it with their own eyes today is too shocking.

"Several people, stay on the front line in life, so we can meet each other in the future." At this time, a young man came out and said.

"We don't know each other, and we don't need to meet each other in the future. It's all based on our own ability." Xiao Han said.

The young man said: "Aren't you afraid of attracting public anger?"

"If you have an idea, then come on, we don't have to be wrong." Wang Ye also said domineeringly.

The young man's face was ugly, and he said: "I am Ling Yungu from the Ling family. Although you are well-known in Tianzhou, this is not Tianzhou. I advise you, it is best not to be too domineering."

"If you want to fight, don't move your family out. Who doesn't have a power behind it? There are sixteen of us, you can just pick one." Xiao Han said.

Ling Yungu's face darkened, and he said: "I was just reasoning with you, but I didn't expect you to be so unreasonable."

"I seized the will of the emperor by my own ability. What's wrong with me? Why are you reasoning with me? Is it wrong for me to be able to seize the will of the emperor?" Xiao Han said.

"To be honest, even if we leave you with a bit of imperial will, the question is, can you get it? Wouldn't it be a waste if you don't get it, right?" Mei Liangde said seriously.

"Are you underestimating us?" Ling Yungu said angrily.

Qiu Lanqing smiled and said: "This is not to belittle, what is said is the truth, accepting the truth is a good quality."

Ling Yungu's face was ashen. Facing the Sixteenth Young Master of Huangshan who could defeat Hanzhou, he still didn't have the guts to make a move. Even if he was furious, he had to endure it.

"Is there anything else to say? If not, we will leave first." Xiao Han said.

Ling Yungu's face was gloomy, without saying a word, he watched Xiao Han and the others leave.

"Damn it! If you are so rampant, you will have to pay the price sooner or later." Ling Yungu gritted his teeth.

Xiao Han and others swept across the relics of the great emperors in the state, which harmed the interests of many people, and now it has attracted extreme dissatisfaction from the warriors in the state.

"Sixteen young masters of the barren mountain, aren't you very powerful in seizing the will of the emperor? There is a place with a lot of will of the emperor, but I don't know if you dare to go." When Xiao Han and others swept all the way, someone came out and said.

"Where?" Xiao Han asked.

"Have you heard of the Ghost Emperor of the Dizhou? There are still a lot of imperial wills there, and basically they have not been taken away." The man said.

"Ghost Emperor? Hearing this name, he is not a good person." Mei Liangde said.

"Where is it?" Xiao Han asked.

"West of Dizhou, Guihuang Mountain." The man said.

Xiao Han smiled and said: "Since there is such a good place, we will naturally go, but don't worry, I'm not afraid of being snatched by you for things that you can't get, wait for us to get the emperor's will here first. After taking them all away, it’s not too late to go.”

"I don't think you have the guts to go?" the man sneered.

"What does this have to do with you? What do you think, do you think we don't know?" Wang Ye said coldly.

The man was a little guilty, and then walked away in despair.

"Although this guy has bad intentions, if there is really something good in that Ghost Emperor Mountain, it's not impossible to go and have a look." Qiu Lanqing said.

Xiao Han said with a smile: "Since he said that, it means that the Guihuang Mountain is not easy to deal with. They can't get in, and we are not in a hurry. We set out to the west and swept across it all the way."

The ancient emperor's orthodoxy.

In an extremely luxurious palace, a young man was cultivating while sitting cross-legged. At this moment, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was in great pain.

He suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, and beads of sweat flowed from his forehead.

"This is the third time I have seen such a situation. As long as I enter the cultivation, such a picture will appear, which makes me unable to calm down and practice." The young man's face was ugly.

"Young master, Miss Soul is here." At this time, someone outside the hall said.

"Please come in," the young man said.

Afterwards, Hun Mengji came in from outside the hall, and seeing the young man's expression was not quite right, she said, "Why is Master Shu's face so ugly?"

"Recently, when I was practicing, I always made progress. I don't know why?" said the young man.

Hun Mengji said: "I don't know if Mr. Shu can explain it in detail. Even if Meng Ji can't solve it, he can analyze it for you."

The young man glanced at Hun Mengji, and then said: "In the past few days, every time I enter into cultivation, a picture will appear in my mind, and this picture makes me feel uneasy."